It had been a long day. Pulling into the last farm brought a mix of sweet relief combined with the sense of scraping the bottom of my solar plexus - searching for one last ounce of energy. Only a few more, I told myself. I can do this. Walking our tools up the steep hill …
Bite Back to Reality
The smallest horse in my barn continues to teach me the biggest lessons. It was early morning a week or so after my husband Aquila’s surgery. He was starting to regain mobility, but still far from being able to help with farm chores. I had taken time off to help him recover, but I was …